The Princess to Eight Uncles (Lily And Mr. Crawford) Chapter 124

An ice cream truck was stationed outside the central shopping mall.

“I’ve been eating ice cream from this truck for ten years,” Blake said as he drove the SUV. “It’s the best ice cream in the city.”

Lilly could not wait any longer. “Ice cream! Ice cream! I like ice cream!”

The SUV passed a kindergarten school bus. Hannah, sitting by the window, immediately looked out with resentment.

She thought she heard Lilly’s voice just now!

She was shouting, “Ice cream, ice cream!”

She also wanted her daddy to take her out to eat ice cream.

I can’t bear to see Lilly so happy. I hope she can go to school as soon as possible!

The outside of the central mall was relatively empty on Monday.

Blake got Lilly a small ice cream sprinkled with delicious nuts and a layer of sweet but not greasy blueberry jam.

The soft ice cream and the jam melted in their mouths, making them happy!

“It’s so good!” Lilly was filled with happiness.

They sat casually by the flower bed.

Blake was tall, sitting on the edge of the flower bed with his legs stretched out. His left foot was crossed over his right foot.

He was dressed in all black, looking like a tilted street lamp from a distance.

Lilly sat on the edge of the flower bed with her left foot crossed over her right foot. Her short and chubby legs looked adorable.

They attracted the attention of those around them, who frequently turned to look at them.

There was even a young lady who accidentally bumped into the mall door.

Lilly licked the ice cream from her lips and shook her head, saying, “Tsk tsk. Daddy, are you trying to flirt around with other ladies?”

She tilted her head mischievously.

Blake raised his hand and poked her forehead, asking, “How do you know she’s not looking at you?”

Lilly exclaimed, “Oh, maybe she is.”

Blake could not help but laugh. Lilly was so funny.

He looked up at the familiar flower bed and mall.

But what was different now was that he had Lilly by his side to enjoy ice cream.

The future life seemed less tedious and less challenging to live now.

At this moment, Lilly exclaimed and pointed to a nearby cafe.

“It’s Aunty Rebecca!” she said.

Blake followed her and saw a woman sitting in a booth on the first floor of the cafe with her laptop open, enjoying the sun, drinking coffee, and working simultaneously.

He asked, “Who is she?”

Lilly walked over there with Blake, saying, “It’s Aunty Rebecca. We went to catch ghosts with Uncle Anthony before.”

Catch ghosts?

Blake frowned slightly, then followed Lilly into the coffee shop.

There was a wind chime at the entrance of the coffee shop, and he accidentally bumped into it.

Making a clashing noise, he quickly lowered his head.

The waitress stared at him.

Lilly quickly said, “Sorry! My daddy is too tall and hits the wind chime. Should I pay for it?”

After speaking, she rummaged through her small bag and took out a red envelope.

These were various red envelopes she received on her birthday.

The red envelopes from her uncles and grandparents were the thickest, with a length of three feet in a flat layout.

The others were gifts from guests who came to celebrate.

Now Lilly always brought these thinner ones when she came out.

She held the red envelope with a painful expression.

When the waitress saw Lilly take out a red envelope and hand it to her, she hurriedly said, “Uh, no. It’s okay. It’s not broken.”

Lilly immediately returned the red envelope to her bag and said, “Okay!”

Cutie, could you pretend for one more second?

Lilly ran to Rebecca’s side and waved hello, “Hi, Aunty Rebecca. We ran into each other again!”

Rebecca looked closely, surprised and happy, “Hey, Lilly! Why are you here?”

Lilly pointed to Blake behind him and said, “I came with my daddy to eat ice cream.”

Rebecca stood up and said, “Hello!”

Blake nodded slowly and replied, “Hello.”

Lilly asked curiously, “Aunty Rebecca, are you working?”

With a smile, Rebecca looked confident and elegant, as if she were glistening.

She picked up Lilly and sat with her, pointing to the computer and saying, “I’m writing a novel.”

Lilly asked, “Oh, you mean you’re writing a storybook?”

Rebecca laughed and replied, “Yes.”

Lilly understood and pointed to the words on the screen, reading, “Once upon a time, there were seven Calabash boys and their grandpa.”

Rebecca was stunned and laughed, “What? This is a live broadcast of a lovely wife, where the CEO is crying for a hug.”

Lilly was confused and asked, “Who is crying for a hug?”

Rebecca replied, “CEO.”

Lilly said, “Who is the CEO?”

Rebecca was puzzled but replied, “It’s like your uncle. He’s super powerful, super rich, and very handsome.”

Lilly was even more confused. “Then why would such a powerful uncle cry and beg for a hug?”

Rebecca was puzzled. How could she explain this to Lilly? It was a dramatic romance.
Rebecca was puzzled. How could she explain this to Lilly? It was a dramatic romance.

Just as she was struggling, a man suddenly rushed in angrily from outside and slammed a stack of documents on the coffee table!

Lilly looked up and saw the tanned uncle standing before her, staring at Rebecca.

“Who is she? And who is she?!” Harry pointed at Lilly and Blake.

Blake flicked his finger, and the coffee shop’s business card in the card booth flew out, hitting Harry’s finger hard and pushing it aside.

In pain, Harry grabbed his finger and exclaimed, “How dare you!”

Blake looked at him with a cold and intimidating gaze. “Be careful how you speak. I have a bad temper and don’t like it when people point at my daughter and me.”

Harry was shocked that he dared not speak. He could only turn his head in frustration and shout at Rebecca, “Who are they?”

Rebecca frowned and quickly apologized to Blake, then hugged Lilly.

“I’m sorry, I have some family matters to attend to.”

Blake noticed Lilly did not want to leave, so he crossed his legs and lazily leaned against the back of the sofa, humming.

Rebecca pulled Harry aside and angrily asked, “Have you had enough of your drama? They are my friends!”

This person was Rebecca’s husband.

Harry sneered, “Friend? I think he’s your cheating lover, right? I knew something was up when you suddenly became so confident. So you’ve found a new partner. Do you have any shame?”

Rebecca was furious because his words were offensive.

“Mind your words,” Rebecca said coldly, not paying attention to him, turning around to leave.

Unexpectedly, Harry blocked her way and asked, “Wait, did you sell the house?!”

Rebecca was expressionless, “It’s my own house. Whether I sell it or not is my freedom. What’s wrong with you?”

Harry seemed furious and said in a harsh tone, “How is it, not my business? That house is mine too!”

Rebecca crossed her arms and looked at him like a queen with a cold and disdainful gaze. “Yours? Do you have any proof? Did you pay the down payment or the monthly installments? Or did you pay for the family’s living expenses?”

“Hmph!” Harry almost spat blood.

On the sofa, Blake and Lilly finished their ice cream.

Blake picked up a slice of watermelon, removed the seeds, and handed it to Lilly. They watched Rebecca and her husband quarrel while eating the watermelon.

Blake said, “Hmph!”

Lilly also followed her, “Hmph!”

The unscrupulous father and daughter ate melons and watched the show.